T-Shirt Sadfriendd (Ft. 1nonly)

[Intro: Sadfriendd]
Yeah, um
This the (Pasta), shit, I don't know what to call it
Um, I don't know, fuck it
Ayy, yuh, ayy, yuh, wait, um, wait, okay

[Chorus: Sadfriendd]
Pussy nigga, wipe your nose
Bitch, you drippin' snot (What?)
I-ice on my wrist, it be colder than some Dippin' Dots (Okay)
I'm chillin' with yo' bitch, then you know a nigga gettin' top (Yeah)
Shawty wanna suck a nigga up (Yeah, wait), could you hit the spot? (Okay)

[Verse 1: Sadfriendd]
Choppa have a nigga froze like a freezer (Er)
I be in the cut like stitches and tweezers (Ew)
Shot your pussy nigga (Yuh) in the mouth, now his teeth hurt (Wait)
Nigga think he hard (Uh), so I put him on my T-shirt (Wait, okay)
Shawty was talkin' about my dick, and she sucked (Yuh)
Pussy runnin' like faucets, somebody get 'em a bucket (Yuh)
A nigga walk in the scene, then I got a beam, and I'm clutchin' (Okay)
And when that bullet 'gon hurt him (Yuh)
It gave that boy a concussion (Wait, yeah)
Okay, I'm back, bigidity back (Yeah)
With the gang, with my pack (Yeah), nigga be talkin', he takin' it back (Yeah)
And [?] bitch, he [?] (Okay)
Came in hard, now with the gang (Yeah), he a bitch (Wait), he a lame (Yeah)
Fuck yo' homie, dead, smokin' on him (Yeah), he a stain (Fuck that nigga)
School shooter, got that beam in my JanSport
Hurry up that pack, makin' moves like I transport (Yeah)
Damn, sport, I just hit that boy to the damn morgue (Yeah)
I can never lose (Ayy), pussy boy (Yuh), check the damn score (Bitch)